Yang Guo knew that these people were actually kneeling to his master, and he was respected by these people because of his master.

"It's all the same, it's all the same. In our hearts, you are all good people. What Yin Engong said is definitely correct. What you said, Young Master Yang, is also correct. It's us peasants who are uneducated. These dishes are all for you."

"Right, right, right. How could we ask you for money? Just tell us where you want it sent, and we'll deliver it to you."

"Yes, although we are old, we still have a lot of strength."

Yang Guo: Sir, if you hadn’t been trembling even when you raised your head, I would have almost believed it...

"That won't do. My... uh... my master said, 'No reward without merit.' Life is not easy for the old folks. If you don't accept the money, my master will punish me."

Yang Guo could only say sorry to his master in his heart.

After coming down the mountain, Yang Guo used the name of his master Yin Zhiping for the first time to show off in public. His purpose was to get these lovely old men to collect money.

"Then shall we collect a little?"

The old man is still struggling.

"My master said..."

"Okay, let's do as your master said. These dishes are worth only a few copper coins. Just give them as you see fit."

Yang Guo: ........I haven’t told you what Master said yet, but you, old man, predicted my prediction?

In short, Yang Guo and Li Zhichang also learned about the current prices. After looking at and calculating, he gave a little extra to the old man, and then helped these old men up one by one.

"That's too much, Young Master Yang. We can't take advantage of you."

The old man looked at the copper coins in his hand, wanting to put them down but not daring to, so he could only chase after Yang Guo.

"Old man, it's not much. I still want a vegetable basket from you. Is that okay with you?"

Yang Guo found an excuse to make him accept it with peace of mind.

At Yang Guo's insistence, the old man accepted it. Yang Guo gathered the dishes together, waved his hand, and walked towards the stunned girl, who was suspected to be Lu Zhanyuan's daughter.

There aren't many dishes, just enough for four or five people for two days.

Chapter 219: The succubus shows off his power, and the girl's heart is moved

After finally dealing with the old men who still wanted to deliver vegetables, Yang Guo stopped Lu Wushuang who was trying to escape with the vegetables he bought.

"I'm not a man-eating tiger. Do I need to scare you into running away?"

Yang Guo smiled casually, a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind, his face was handsome and he looked carefree and unrestrained, completely different from the calmness he showed when facing the many elderly people just now.

But there is no doubt that Yang Guo now makes Lu Wushuang blush even more and her heart beats faster.

"I, I, I... I'm a member of the Lu family. Why are you helping me? Don't you know what happened between my uncle and your master?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape and was blocked, Lu Wushuang simply asked the doubts in his heart.

In the original novel, Lu Wushuang was spoiled and willful. That was because before Li Mochou wiped out the Lu family, Lujiazhuang still had some status in the world, so Lu Wushuang was spoiled.

Even when he was abducted by Li Mochou, he endured humiliation and did not change his nature in order to survive.

But now, following my uncle and father, not only am I spoiled, but I can’t even mention my uncle’s name when I go out, otherwise I will be looked down upon by others.

Lu Wushuang's character is actually a bit cowardly.

"So you are Lu Zhanyuan's niece. I thought..."

Yang Guo stopped abruptly, clenched his right fist to his mouth and coughed to hide his embarrassment.

Lu Wushuang also knew what Yang Guo meant. She was not stupid and knew that Yang Guo misunderstood that she was his uncle's daughter.

However, they all mistook her for her uncle's daughter and actually helped her, which made Lu Wushuang even more confused.

"It's nothing, actually. I just have two sisters. The older one is about your age, and I don't want to see you being bullied."

Yang Guo explained his reasons, there was nothing he couldn't say.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that he has two sisters, Guo Fu, the daughter of Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo, and Yin Tianxue, the daughter of his master and his wife.

The older one is naturally Guo Fu.

"Oh! Then...thank you!"

Lu Wushuang had a lot more to say in her heart, but seeing that Yang Guo treated helping her as if it was a very common thing, the words turned into a thank you when they came to her lips.

"It's okay, it's what we should do. Since we're all here, we're all brothers in the same trench. I just hope you can go back and persuade your uncle not to do this kind of thing again. You were lucky to escape with your life this time, but next time it won't be the same, and you might even implicate others."

Yang Guo said sincerely, this is what is in his heart.

Lu Zhanyuan can't blame anyone for being punished, he can only blame himself.

"My uncle is also very regretful. My aunt has died because of saving him."

Lu Wushuang lowered her head and sobbed softly. Thinking that she would never see her gentle and loving aunt again, Lu Wushuang was heartbroken.

Yang Guo then remembered that Aunt Guo had only punished Lu Zhanyuan for deserting his post and disobeying military orders.

As for the crime of disturbing the rear, considering that Lu Zhanyuan's wife had died and Wu Santong had used military merits in exchange, he was pardoned and the matter was not mentioned.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences."

Yang Guo had nothing to say about this. Deaths were common on battlefields, and how many had died so far? It was impossible to count them. Even Huang Rong could only give a rough estimate.

From being touched at the beginning to being numb now, Yang Guo can be said to be accustomed to life and death.

If you don't want to go through all this, you shouldn't have come to Xiangyang City. These are your own choices and you have to bear the consequences yourself.

"Take it. Those old men shouldn't give you any trouble in the future. If you have any more difficulties, you can come to the City Lord's Mansion to find me. I will do my best to help you."

Yang Guo raised the basket in his hand and handed it to Lu Wushuang. Thinking that it was not easy for such a little girl, he wanted to help her as much as he could.

The Condor Heroes succubus makes its first appearance.

The result was that Lu Wushuang's face turned red and her mind was in a mess. When she came to her senses, the vegetable basket was already in her hands.

"How much is it? I'll give it to you. Don't refuse. You've helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, my family would be starving."

With her head lowered, Lu Wushuang didn't dare to look directly at Yang Guo's handsome face.

Yang Guo thought about it and decided to accept Lu Wushuang's money. It wasn't much anyway, so there was no need to worry too much about it.

It would be bad if people felt guilty because of such a small amount of money.

After doing all this, Lu Wushuang mustered up the courage to raise her head and look directly at Yang Guo, staring at the face in front of her with wide eyes, trying to imprint it firmly in her heart.

Yang Guo was confused and didn't know what this girl was going to do.

I touched my face. Was it dirty?

Just as I was about to ask, I saw the girl turn her head and run away.

"Hey, you haven't told me your name yet. My name is Yang Guo."

Yang Guo said that he really couldn't understand what this girl did. Could this be what his master said about women's hearts being as deep as the sea?

"My name is Lu Wushuang!"

Lu Wushuang suddenly stopped jogging, her face flushed with shame and she didn't dare to look back. She told the boy her name in a slightly loud voice.

"Lu Wushuang?" Yang Guo murmured.

"Guo'er, are you here?"

A call sounded in his ear, startling a handsome young man.

"Grandpa Ke."

Yang Guo turned around and saw Uncle Guo's master Ke Zhen'e walking towards him with a cane. He quickly trotted over to support him.

Maybe Grandpa Ke doesn’t need it, but this is also the filial piety of the younger generation.

"I heard you talking to someone, did you make any new friends?"

Ke Zhen'e was grinning, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"Guo'er doesn't know if she can be considered a friend. She is Lu Zhanyuan's niece, Lu Wushuang."

Afterwards, Yang Guo took Grandpa Ke for a stroll on the street while telling him what had happened.

After listening to this, Ke Zhen'e patted Yang Guo's arm in appreciation and said, "Guo'er, you did the right thing. Lu Zhanyuan made a mistake, and Rong'er has punished him. This matter is over. Besides, Lu Zhanyuan is Lu Zhanyuan, and others are others. They cannot be lumped together."

"I've never met Lu Zhanyuan before. According to rumors and what your master once said, he's certainly not a good person. He was so upset over his wife that he was reportedly heartbroken. Wu Santong even beat him up, adding insult to injury, and he endured it all. He was so unkind to your master's wife back then, but he's incredibly affectionate towards his current wife."

Ke Zhenwu knew much more than Yang Guo, and told him all the information he knew.

"Ah? Grandpa Ke, how do you know this? I haven't heard anyone mention it before."

Yang Guo was surprised at the information asymmetry between himself and Grandpa Ke. Logically, everyone should know the same thing.

"Hahaha, Guo'er, who do you think is the most informed in Xiangyang City?"

Ke Zhen'e laughed heartily. In terms of martial arts, Yang Guo had surpassed him by a lot, but in terms of experience in the martial arts world, Ke Zhen'e said that he had eaten more salt than Yang Guo had eaten rice.

Yang Guo still has a lot to learn.

Chapter 220 You, a Mongolian, are more skilled in strategy than the Han people

Ke Zhenwu's question was a piece of cake. Even without the influence of Huang Rong and Guo Jing, Yang Guo knew the answer.

"It's the Beggars' Sect."

Yang Guo blurted out an almost seamless answer.

"Yes, it's the Beggars' Sect. Your Aunt Guo hasn't had the energy to take care of these things lately, so the Beggars' Sect disciples are all in the care of Elder Lu Youjiao. Unless absolutely necessary, these things won't be shown to your Aunt Guo. Your Grandfather Ke, I don't have the patience like your Grandfather to stay in seclusion all day, so I often hang out with Lu Youjiao. These are all passed down by the Beggars' Sect disciples."

At first, Ke Zhen'e just wanted to kill some free time, but he didn't expect that interesting things would happen in Xiangyang City every day.

Come to think of it, although everyone who can come to Xiangyang City has the same purpose and will definitely not feel uncomfortable at this time, but there is not much else in the world of martial arts but a lot of hatred.

If I can’t use my hands, can I also use my mouth?

Just like a badger in a melon field, he can eat fresh melons every day. Ke Zhenwu said: I learn as I grow older, and I gain more knowledge.

"Grandpa Ke, do you think my master and mistress would approve of what I just did?"

Yang Guo heard from his master that although Grandpa Ke, the Flying Bat, could not see with his eyes, his mind could see more clearly than anyone else. The eyes could be deceived, but the mind could not. He was especially good at judging people and rarely made mistakes.

"I don't think so. You're not helping Lu Zhanyuan, and your master has always been open to you. He wants you to grow on your own. Haven't you noticed that he rarely helps you except for the necessary things? In fact, he wants you to avoid being influenced by him as much as possible. You are you, not the descendant of the Sword Immortal."

Yang Guo had to admit that his master was very good at judging people, and what Grandpa Ke said was exactly the same as what his master told him.

"Grandpa Ke, you're right. Master did say that."

Yang Guo said admiringly.

.......

There was a rare festive atmosphere in Xiangyang City, but it was a different scene in the Mongolian army. Alibugha had a stern face as soon as he returned to the barracks.

King Jinlun came here as soon as he had settled his senior brother. He didn't know why his senior brother gave Yin Zhiping a reason to attack at this time, but things had already happened, and this matter needed an explanation.

King Jinlun had also thought it through and attributed everything to his senior brother's strong desire to fight Yin Zhiping. Those who practice martial arts should bravely climb to the top and face challenges.

In short, he gave a reason. Anyway, both of his brothers were innate, and the Khan would never give up on them no matter what. Giving them a way out would benefit everyone.

It has to be said that King Jinlun has served under the Mongolian Khan for many years. Not to mention his progress in martial arts, he has learned 99% of the skills of a politician.

This is indeed the case. Even if Alibugha was angry, he could not openly blame Bagucang. Even facing King Jinlun, he could not say a single harsh word.

This feeling of frustration made Alibuga very uncomfortable, but he could do nothing about it.

"National Master, how is your senior brother, Master Ba Gu Cang's injury? Can he still participate in the upcoming battle?"

Alibuga, who was unwilling to give up, still asked about Bagucang's injuries. Their army was in completely different situations with and without Bagucang.

"Master, Senior Brother is seriously injured. This isn't just an internal injury, but a mental backlash. It will take at least a year to recover."

This is what Bagucang told King Jinlun. In fact, it doesn't take a year, but since Bagucang doesn't want to take action again, he might as well extend the time. When the time comes, he can return to the Tantric Buddhism and say that he wants to heal his wounds, and no one can say anything.

Moreover, Bagucang planned to stay for another day, and the next day he would ask his junior brother Jinlun Fawang to send him back.

The current situation in Bagucang is really not good.

Yin Zhiping's sword was not aimed at Bagucang, but at that powerful mental power.

However, the sword intent contained in it still affected Ba Gu Cang, causing him to suffer backlash injuries as well as serious internal injuries.

Ba Gucang couldn't use his mental power at all in the short term. Whenever he tried to use up his mental power, his head felt as painful as if it were being stabbed by thousands of needles.

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